weird world corpse

Chapter 277 Garbage
Sure enough, at the door of the small wooden building ahead, there was a white phantom waving to him.

Fang Mu looked up, and there was a plaque hanging on the roof of this small wooden building, with three characters written on the plaque - Huichun Building.

Taking out the map given by Tie Suanxian, Fang Mu glanced at it, frowning slightly.

"This is a shop in the Dragon Transformation Realm." Fang Mu thought to himself, "It seems that the location of this big black hole is random, or its exit is here."

Stepping on the wooden planks of the Huichun Building, coupled with the white phantom at the entrance of the Huichun Building, Fang Mu suspected that he had already entered this shop.

He tried to take a few steps back, but as expected, after taking these few steps back, he was still standing in place.

It's a weird feeling, and I don't know why.

Fang Mu mused in his heart: "Dragon Transformation Realm is at the same level as me. It seems that this cannot be broken with strength."

Now that he has stepped into this shop, according to the rules of the ghost market, he can only enter.

That being the case, Fang Mu didn't think about anything, and walked forward.

The more you walk forward, the more solid the phantom in front of you will be.

When Fang Mu walked to the front, the white phantom had already become real.

This is an old man in white clothes.

There are many folds on the face, and it looks like there is no kindness of other old people, and the layers of folds are stacked together, but there is a feeling of terror.

When Fang Mu came closer, the old man also stopped waving.

"The hall of rejuvenation welcomes the guest officer." The old man said with a smile: "I don't know what disease the guest officer has, and this old man can treat it."

"Go in and have a look." Fang Mu narrowed his eyes slightly: "You asked me to talk to you outside, is this the way to welcome guests?"

Rejuvenation hall, cure disease?

After Fang Mu thought for a while, he suspected that this was a pharmacy, and this person should be a doctor.

It's an interesting place.

"Where is the guest officer?" The old man stretched out his hand and guided it in: "Welcome, please come in."

The tone was short and stiff, not like welcoming guests.

Fang Mu didn't care about this, and walked in.

Once inside, Fang Mu's nose moved.

Medicinal fragrance, which is full of medicinal fragrance.

Fang Mu looked up and found that there were boxes of herbs piled up all around.

Even if the doors of the box are closed, Fang Mu can still see it, because it is very similar to the medicine hall outside.

Moreover, the name of the medicinal material is also pasted on it, which is already very obvious.

"The first floor is where the medicine is collected." The old man said with a smile, "Guest officer, follow me to the second floor."

Fang Mu shook his head, pointed to a place and said, "Is that considered medicine?"

In the corner of the first floor, piles of bones piled up like a mountain.

medicine?
It can also be seen from the shape of the bones that this is a human bone.

The old man's smile became brighter and brighter, and he didn't look weird at all. Except for the incredible number of folds, he looked like an ordinary old man.

"They came to see a doctor because they were sick." The old man explained patiently, as if he was not in a hurry: "There was a serious illness, which tortured them all the time, so I cured them, and they had to pay the consultation fee. "

"Look, their meat is the best medicinal material, but it's not enough recently. It just so happens that you are here, guest officer. It's not... it's enough..."

As he spoke, the old man showed his true colors.

The originally normal skin turned blue-purple, and there were patches of black spots on the skin.

A mixture of cyan and black, the old man finally no longer resembles a human being, completely conforming to a strange appearance.

"The shape is quite unique." Fang Mu touched his chin, and said, "What, is it time to start after transforming? I'm curious, how do you want to start?"

"Where is the guest?" The old man's creases turned livid: "The guest is sick, please follow me to the second floor for treatment."

"So this is your rule." Fang Mu smiled faintly, and went to the second floor: "I want to see what treatment plan you have."

He could see it. From what the old man said, it can be seen that medical treatment is the rule here.

Once the treatment works, the result is the same as those bones.

Stepping on the stairs, the stairs seemed to have been in disrepair for a long time, making a creaking sound.

Fang Mu walked in front, and the old man followed behind.

There are only about ten stairs in this staircase, and they have reached the second floor in a short while.

Fang Mu glanced at it, and the above is also very simple.

There is only one table and two chairs beside the table.

The old man came to sit on a chair, asked Fang Mu to sit in another seat, and said, "Is there any discomfort recently, guest officer?"

Fang Mu smiled and said, "There is nothing uncomfortable."

The old man was taken aback, and the folds on his face trembled: "The guest officer must have something uncomfortable, otherwise, why would he come back to the spring hall?"

Fang Mu continued to shake his head and said, "Your skills are too bad."

The old man was dumbfounded when he said this.

"As a doctor, can't you tell?" Fang Mu said disdainfully.

The old man widened his eyes and said in surprise: "Why should I see it? Didn't you tell me directly?"

Fang Mu curled his lips: "What if it's a hidden illness?"

"This..." The old man didn't know how to speak at all: "How can there be such a way to see a doctor?"

Fang Mu clicked his tongue and said, "The so-called doctors, if you read and ask everything, you will never return your knowledge, hehe, rubbish!"

"Look, hear, ask? Look, hear, ask?" The old man stood there dumbfounded, repeating Fang Mu's words.

It was slowly fading as the old man repeated.

Seeing this scene, Fang Mu felt confident.

Rubbish!What rubbish!

This technology, to be honest, is too rubbish.

Including the medical skills in this world, they are too simple.

Unlike those great doctors in the previous life, if everyone didn't memorize dozens of prescriptions, they would be ashamed to become teachers.

A sentence of seeing, hearing and asking everything made this guy fade away a little, Fang Mu said that this guy is not enough to fight at all.

Fortunately, the old man came to his senses and tried his best to shake his head, shaking off the thoughts that Fang Mu had instilled in it.

"Okay, let me guess... no, I'll take a look!" The old man gritted his teeth and said, "You are sick, you are sick!"

Fang Mu continued to disdain: "I don't have a heart disease, trash!"

"No, you have!" The old man said very confidently, unlike at the beginning: "Everyone has a heart disease, even if it is a pimple, it is impossible for you not to have a pimple!"

Fang Mu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Trash, are you taking advantage of me?"

This guy summed up the scope of his heart disease so broadly, it seems that he came prepared.

The old man said proudly, "Then... let me help you."

Fang Mu leaned back, leaned on the chair, and said comfortably: "I want to see how you heal your heart disease. Come on, start your performance."

　When I was writing this chapter, I remembered that when I was a child, I was sweating, and it was useless to look around. In the end, an old Chinese doctor prescribed a few medicines for me, and it was miraculously cured.

　　National quintessence, really powerful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)